The two lovers were enveloped in the cloak of darkness with barely a lightening blur of blue in the navy horizon. She strokes her fingers over the hard bulge tenting his swimming trunks. She’s in her twenties and him, barely

It was that time again for Johnson Hall’s tradition of fox hunting. Every year, all the freshman at this SUNY Oswego school get together at sundown and go out for a night “hunt”. The hall was divided into groups of black and white.

I found myself face to face with a blond man with the lightest blue eyes telling me that I was an object of his fantasies as I cover my half naked body with my hands. I see myself, strangely half dressed staring at his tanned and muscular body. I r